Philosophy Poetry Madness — Dust
My friends want to gather around beer mugs and bags of drugs to take it easy. To lighten the load–of livestreamed genocide. I cannot help but join them once in a while, if for nothing else than to–qualify the occasion.
A human being-question chasing after both God and nothingness. The internet is a disaster, but our starlessness might teach us something. I welcome our constant experimenting with ourselves with open arms, for ultimately they are attempts of life at living and growing in life. My dwelling is in Key West, while the dwellings of my loves are Indiana, New Mexico, Texas, Massachusetts and Arizona. These spaces are nothing. Love abides and love embraces. View all posts by Richard Q
Love the Dust